The click of heels coming from the foyer subdued every conversation. Only Martha was exclaiming in anger. "What the hell, Pete?!"A girl came into view. To say she was beautiful, was understating it. She looked like a goddess and even walked like one. But something told me she was going to be one evil goddess.I might be wrong."Hey babe." She squealed as soon as she saw Jared and ran to him."Hey, baby." Jared was happy to see her as well. He stood and hugged her. They exchanged a brief kiss. I should not be watching them display their affection so openly but I couldn't help it. Someone cleared their throat, I jerked my eyes away to meet Martha's hateful one. She had seen me moping hopelessly at them like some pervert.Ashamed, I brought my head down. I couldn't even look at Uncle Pete to know if he had seen or not. "So who is marrying who?" She asked again, taking in everyone's faces. She stopped when she got to mine, a small frown appeared. "Who is she?"Pulling her close to him
It's been two days. I had been to another hell and back. I'd visited Christian at the company but he had ordered no one to let me in. Uncle Pete had gone with me for support. I had tried the house my father built with his hard earned money, same mean treatment. Even his ex-girlfriend — now girlfriend — Denise Kellers, had treated me worse. She's splashed cold water on me before I saw it coming. I was currently in the car with Uncle Pete crying my eyes out. "He doesn't want me anymore, uncle Pete. What have I done to deserve this? I didn't plan for this to happen.""I'm sorry you're going through this. But at a point, you have to make a choice." He comforted me.I wiped my tears and stared at him. "You do not expect me to marry Jared, do you uncle Pete? He doesn't even like me. Did you not see how he and his mother and girlfriend treated me?""Martha has never been an easy woman. Jared is short tempered and sometimes too stoic for his own good but that doesn't make him a bad person."
My phone rang while I was in the room. I had been given a room in the Johnson's mansion but Jared and his Martha were mad at me for not agreeing to the marriage yet.That was after I'd changed my initial yes to a solid no. They would not understand. I had everything to lose and they would just enjoy the proceeds of this marriage into the Johnson family.Uncle Pete was the only one who was patient with me and he was also asking Jared to be patient with me too. Excitement and nerves bloomed in the pit of my stomach when I saw the caller ID. Christian.Had he changed his mind? Was this going to work for me after all?Eager to find out, I picked. "Hello.""Hey. Uhmm...I need to see you." He said.I gauged his tone. It was calm. There was none of the meanness or bitterness when he talked to me. It was as if we were back to how we used to be. "Okay, where?" This was too real to be true but I had to believe that Dad's advice was saving my marriage.Maybe he was ready to talk. Maybe he was
Nerves forgotten, a big smile lit my face as soon as I stepped into the garden of the five star hotel.That was where I had met Christian. He used to work as a bell boy. I had come here with dad for few business meetings.His charm and handsome features has swept me off my feet. It was in the garden of this hotel we had first kissed. This was the same place he had proposed to me. This place held memories that were dear to me and if he had invited me here to meet with me, he also cherished the memories. My eyes scanned the arena, searching for him. "Hailey." I turned to see him standing close to a table for two. The setting was intimate, making my heart flutter within. I had missed him so much. I ran to give him a hug, he wrapped his arm around me and every nerves unknotted, excitement grew. That got me emotional and I struggled to hold back tears. "I'm so sorry, Christian. I-it was a mistake. I-I was not aware. I p-promise it won't happen again. Please, forgive me."My words wer
I entered the passenger seat, barely acknowledging Uncle Pete holding the car door for me. I was drained in every way possible. My head hurt, I felt like I was hit by a truck transporting tons of brick. And I would not stop crying.Uncle Pete climbed in beside me. It was late already. I had no idea how long I'd stayed on the floor in that garden crying my eyes out. But when I'd realized my phone was ringing, I had seen it was late. Uncle Pete had been the one calling because he'd been worried about me. "He doesn't want me." I divulged amidst pains gnawing through my broken heart. "You'll be fine, Hailey. Let's just get you home and cleaned up." He patted my shoulder and then started the car."Where's home now?" I asked, sniffling as more tears fell."It's wherever you want it to be." Came his wide reply.He passed me a comforting smile and drove me back to the Johnson's mansion. Like one who had seen a ghost, I got down from the vehicle and trudged into the house."I don't have t
"I now pronounce you husband and wife." The handful of guests that had been invited clapped and cheered us on. This was it. I was married to a stranger. A guy I barely knew. "Smile, Hailey." He whispered harshly beside me.I turned to look at the man who had become my husband. The man who ruined my marriage had become my husband.If life wasn't some mysterious bitch, then I didn't know what it was. I mustered a smile as the shutter clicks of camera were heard and seen in almost every direction. The needlessly expensive ring on my ringer felt heavy.I'd removed a two-year old wedding ring just a week before to replace it with a new one today. Literally ten minutes ago.I was twenty two and married twice already. This was unbelievable. My life was unbelievable.It's been two weeks since I'd signed the divorce papers. Martha had mocked me after I'd returned and for the days that had followed, it had not been easy.There was nothing to do now. I had a baby to raise. The morning sickne
I was stunned when I realized the state of my wedding dress. "Why would you pour ink on this dress?"My tone came out squeaky and a bit scared. I hated it but there was nothing I could do to stop it. "W-what are you trying to do?" I moved back when she would not reply and still approached me with a pair of scissors.My back hit the clean yet cold tiled wall of the bathroom and kept my gaze on her. "You think you can have my spotlight?!" She spat angrily."I-I...drop the weapon, Mia." I pleaded, I was trying to run out of the bathroom stall before she could get ahold of me."You think you can spring out of nowhere and marry Jared, you fool?!" She was rushed at me and pressed the weapon to my throat, also pinning me hard to the wall.I whimpered as fear overwhelmed me. "P-p-p-please, Mia. Don't d-do this." I begged."Any more pressure to your neck and your blood will spurt everywhere." Her tone was cold and menacing.She sounded like a psychopath who would only be too glad to cut my t
"What is happening here?" Jared walked in looking a bit out of sorts.Had he run down here? "What the fuck, Hailey?! What is this?" He slowly walked to my front and stooped before me."Ask your girlfriend, Jared. She did this." A small part of me hoped he would believe me.Barely twenty four hours into this family and I was already seeing hell. "What are you talking about?" Jared's tone carried befuddlement."Stop lying, you wretched girl!" Martha cursed."Don't listen to her, babe." Mia was speaking in her 'pity me' tone again."Can someone explain to me what is happening here? Why is her wedding dress torn and her underwear in view?" He was looking me, expecting answers from any one of us."I...""I came into the bathroom to pee." Mia started, cutting me off. "I noticed she followed me and came at me with a pair of scissors and a jar of ink. I was surprised to see her but before I could react, she wanted to pour the ink on me. We struggled and only a little smeared on my skin whil
"What the hell is she saying, Peter?" The President who was currently pacing his office, looking sleep-deprived and angry, faced uncle Pete."Calm down and listen to what she has to say. There's sense in it." Uncle Pete was trying to calm him. "What sense is in there, Peter?! She's asking me to make a fool of myself out there!" He looked like he was about to pummel someone. "If denouncing your support for Jared and pulling him out of the race is what makes you a fool, then be a fool to save your daughter!" I retorted, getting worked up by his own anger. I was trying to save his daughter's life but he was proving stubborn all for some keeping a clean record and an unblemished career. "It's your fault she's kidnapped! I told you this was a dangerous game but you thought blackmailing me with a secret daughter from my past will solve everything. Now look at where it has landed me! Damn it! I can not believe I let myself be toyed by you! A woman!" He all but spat at me. I leaned close
"What?" They chorused in puzzlement. "She did a play on words there. I can't feel my lip. I need a pill to help me relax. Get it? Feel-lip Pill-ax." "Oh, good gracious! That girl's smart as hell." Uncle Pete said. "Exactly!" I concurred excitedly."And Hailey is just brilliant enough to figure it out." Pride shone in Jared's eyes. Jared and uncle Pete looked impressed. "I do my best." I cleared my throat, carelessly ignoring the fluttering in my stomach. "Philip Pillax is behind this?" Uncle Pete looked from me to Jared. "I'd always known that guy to be shady and dangerous. But he must have some guts kidnapping the President's daughter.""And some help." I put in. The men looked at me. "The President's aide, a creepy guy named Rashford. I suspect he's the one giving information out to Philip from the White House.""How do you know this?" This was from Jared. "I noticed how he was lingering at the door the day I went to visit the President. Plus, I talked to Nina who confirmed he
"How's she, doctor?" I wiped the remaining tears from my eyes. Now was not the time for tears.I'd heard uncle Pete's conversation with Catherine and had bring both angry and sad hearing her confess to Derek having a hand in my father's death.It was all part of the plan though. Jared and I had stayed hidden to take pictures and videos of her.I should have him and Denise locked up but not yet. Something told me that was not the whole story and I would want to know it before having the police take over. "The bleeding has stopped, her system is stabilized but she's still weak and sleeping." The doctor said. "I'll be back to check up on her.""Thank you, doctor." I shook hands with him and he left.I couldn't wait to hear Denise's story on how she had ended up on the side of the road, almost bleeding to death until I and Jared drove past.Jared came in just then, uncle Pete and his lover, Miss Nancy, as well.Zion rubbed his eyes, he was feeling sleepy. But he smiled when he finally s
"Yes, it is Noah." She whirled around to see who had spoken. She sneered when she spotted me with Jared standing beside me. Her eyes blazed with fury as she turned to Uncle Pete. "What is the meaning of this, Peter? What is my child doing in here? In your estate?""You should thank Hailey for taking your son away from Phillip Pillax. You should also be grateful she didn't, out of anger and vengeance, kill your son the same way you murdered her daughter." Uncle Pete spoke with hate in his eyes. "So, this is what? Some kind of revenge or what? Luring me here to kill me instead?" She was displaced and lost and angry all at once.It was thrilling to watch. Jared and I had followed them but carefully so she wouldn't see us. We'd been listening to their conversation from the moment she stepped feet into the house."You sound like you prefer Noah to die in your place." I pointed out. She glared at me. "Shut up, bitch! You know what, having Zaya die is the best news. When Peter here told m
CATHERINE"So he asked you to use the children as bait to release his own daughter?" He was surprised."Yes. Then he kidnapped my son and asked me to find and bring anything incriminating to use against you. I couldn't.""Oh. I'm sorry you had to go through that." He removed his hand from beneath mine and placed it atop, patting it as though he was comforting me. "It's okay." I shrugged, smiling a little. Peter was too good for me and that was just my luck. He had the money, had the looks and was the man I had feelings for. Nah, Derek didn't come close on any of this aforementioned three. "You're better than Derek." I said. "Ah, how so?" He was smiling as well."At least, the nature of your job is legit and I still love you." I mentioned."Oh, nature of his job you say? What kind of job does he do?" "He sells drugs, weapon and everything illegal. He has big clients, wealthy ones. He does this business with Philip Pillax, they are partners..." "Is that so?" He lifted a brow, sip
CATHERINEMy life was going to change forever. My relationship with Peter had only gotten better. Though I still received money from Derek but nothing was going to happen between us, no future was in the cards for us.Collecting his money was my right and I was going to keep getting it, after all, I had a child for him. My son. Noah.Philip had stopped picking my calls, I guess he no longer wanted me to work for him. Maybe he'd gotten someone else which didn't bother me, really.I just wanted to know where my son was. When I moved into Peter's new mansion, I'd have the power and the wealth to search for my son. I was yet to let Peter know and I didn't know how he would react if he ever found out."We're here, ma'am." The cab driver's voice drew me out of my thoughts and had me focused back on reality. "Oh. Here." I gave him a hundred just 'cause I was in a good mood. "Keep the change.""Thanks, ma'am." He tipped his baseball cap at me, feeling happy at the huge tip. Well, I was go
"I don't want you to think much of it anymore, Jared. One conflict at a time." I reassured him.We were driving home from the bar he had asked me to meet him at. He was quite drunk, it was a struggle getting him to stop drinking and come home with me.His car was left in the care of the valet who I'd paid well to keep it safe till tomorrow, we were riding home in mine. "How can I not think of it? A lot of things are going wrong and there seem to be no solution for any. Zaya died, no one could save her. There was a scandal, you saved me but now there's an even bigger price to pay for that, which brings us to Nina. The President and his family are going through rough patches and I just discovered my secretary is the President's daughter, though illegitimate. Jerome is back in the picture and has taken my hard work of ten years, if not more. I..." He swallowed, his eyes dry but hard and red."I know and soon we'll get things sorted. Let's just do it one after the other. Let's try to fin
"Why did you want to see me?" I was all stern and business the moment I spotted him sitting at a lonely spot in the gardens of that hotel I'd had the mistake of meeting him. I wondered why kept wanting us to see here."Have a seat first, babe." He rose to help me draw out my chair. I smacked his hand away. "I can draw my own chair, thank you. And don't ever call me babe. I'm not your babe.""I'm sorry." He began. "Is that what I'm here for? A stupid apology over a past you made happen with your friend Jerome?" I quirked a brow, trying not to show my annoyance. "I can not be sorry for that enough. I was young and foolish." "It was six years ago, idiot. Not sixteen years ago. How young could you be when you already were a married man?" I sneered. "Six years ago is such a long time, babe..." I shot him a warning glare. "Sorry, Hailey. I have grown over the years and realized my folly.""Only because Denise dumped your sorry ass. You loved her more than you ever loved me and while i
JAREDI noticed something was wrong the moment I stepped feet into Johnson Investment company headquarters in New York. Staff were all present at work but there was this tension and fear clouding all of their gloomy faces. As soon as they saw me, they began to move away, avoid looking me in the eye. This was not right. My brows furrowed as I made my way to the receptionist desk. She gulped. "S-sir, do you need anything?""Why are you acting like this? What is wrong?" I'd never seen any of my staff be this scared to see me. "S-sir?" She was obviously perplexed by my question as though she wasn't expecting me to ask that and her fear increased because she probably had no idea what to reply me. "What is wrong?" I asked again."S-sir, y-you came in this m-morning..." She swallowed the rest of her words. "But I didn't..." I mouthed the word 'fuck' as realization dawned on me. I headed for my private elevator, nerves knotting tight alongside anger squeezing dry my heart. The elevator